I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the day I'm thinking of the lady who got lost along the way And if I don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the phone I'll be reachin' for the bottle, Lord, before this day is done
I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the day The room was filled with laughs as we danced the night away But my sleep was filled with dreaming of the wrongs that I had done And the gentle sweet reminder of a daughter and a son
Sitting alone, my friends have all gone home You never know when they'll come droppin' in Thinking of girls with their fingers in my curls Too young to understand how love begins
I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the dawn The radio is playin' a soft country song And if I don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the phone I'll be reachin' for the bottle, Lord, before this day is doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
